Since distance equals velocity times time, let's let velocity and time approach infinity, because I want to go all the way with you.

Your beauty cannot be spanned by a finite basis of vectors.

Does your skin feel burnt? Because I think you must have just fallen down from heaven, and re-entry would have caused some problems for you.

My last partner wasn't very stable. She spontaneously decayed last week and left me for a neutrino.

I'm hung like a Foucault pendulum.

You still use internet explorer? You must like it nice and slow.

Are you sitting on the F5 key? Cause your ass is refreshing.

If beauty were sunlight, you'd shine from a million light-years away.

Girl gave me Arsenic Sulfide so I tore that AsS up.

My love for you is like the derivative of a concave up function because it is always increasing. We're going to assume this concave up function resembles x^2 so that slopes is actually increasing.